He giggles I don’t like beer I only like wine.Well get some fucking wine then.He returns with his wine and sits tucking his skirt underneath. Crossi...g his legs. His hair past his shoulders, full face of makeup on, to be honest. If I passed him on the street I’d think he was a chick. I haven’t really talked much to him in years so I figured this was a good time.Ray what the fuck is going on with you?Nothing much Tell me why you dress and act like a bitch?Hehe I know you don’t understand, but I. A couple of seconds later and she was out.Sometime later, they had awakened, and Olivia, unsteady, went to use the bathroom. When she came out nude, holding her dress, “Yep, no doubt that we had a good time on our wedding night,” she said as she giggled and pointed to the copious stains on the inside of the back of the once-beautiful dress.After hanging it in a carrier that the Matthews had thoughtfully provided, Olivia stood back to admire the dress. “Now, that’s what a wedding dress should. I’ll give you tasks, and the first one of you who can’t or won’t obey will face the consequences. Those of you who exceed expectations will get high marks. I’ll be grading all three of you from here on out,” my mom explained as we cued in the line to order food in the McDonald’s drive-through.Mom said there would be rules that are non-negotiable expectations. There may be some context to when they are in effect like being naked at home; they were not up for discussion. That includes things like. I understand with the boys and wearing two underpants, i still managed to get through to them as you saw they were in tears. But you my girl ?, two extra Martha. It is eight for you my girl, and they all going down" with that the extra knickers were been pulled down and Martha did nothing to stop that as Mrs Jordan spoke for the first time "really Martha? Why do that girl? You were supposed to set the example for your younger friends, now you have cost yourself two burning ones dear"Jordan.